For no reason at all, I want to stop what I am doing and debrief about this man of mine. I have been in some pretty dark places due to unforeseen circumstances. I have tried to climb mountains alone, but the journey is so much more fun with him holding my hand. They tell you that no one is perfect, but he is the definition of my ideal perfection. He has chased me from her to there to gain my trust and love and I will never forget it. His consistency and unconditional love is truly admirable. He’d go to war and figure out how to part seas for me and do it all again if it meant keeping me in his life. He has this burning desire to lift me up and treat me like the queen that I am striving to be. He is protective of my heart and each and every action does NOT go unnoticed. There are days where my soul just craves his presence and I realize he and I are creating a bond that I have never had with anyone else. To offer myself completely naked and vulnerable scares the SHIT out of me.. and then I see that smile form across his face and it’s all worth the risk. Loving him has become as easy as breathing. And I am so happy that he won’t let me take another breath on this earth without calling him mine.